Luyện nghe bài hát Changes

Come on on
I see no changes wake up in the and I ask myself
Is life worth living should I myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor and even I'm black
My stomach hurts so I'm for a purse to snatch
Cops a damn about a negro
Pull the trigger kill a nigga a hero
Give the crack to the kids who the hell
One hungry mouth on the welfare
First ship 'em dope and let 'em deal the
Give 'em guns step watch 'em kill each other
It's time to back that's what Huey said
Two shots in the now Huey's dead
I got love for my brother but we can never go
Unless we share each other
We gotta makin' changes
Learn to see me as a brother instead of two strangers
And how it's supposed to be
How can the take a brother if he's close to me?
I'd love to go back to when we as kids
But things changed, and the way it is

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That's the way it is
Things will be the same
That's the way it is
Aww

I see no changes all I see is faces
Misplaced makes disgrace to races
We I wonder what it takes to make this
One place, let's erase the wasted
Take the out the people they'll be acting right
'Cause both black and white is smokin' crack
And only time we chill is when we kill other
It takes skill to be real, to heal each other
And although it heaven sent
We ready, to see a black President, uhh
It ain't a don't conceal the fact
The penitentiary's packed, and it's filled blacks
But some things never change
Try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope
Now tell me a mother to do
real don't appeal to the brother in you
You gotta the easy way
"I a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way
Sellin' crack to the kid. " I get paid,"
Well hey, that's the way it is

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We make a change
It's time for us as a to start makin' some changes.
Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we
And change the way we treat each other.
You see the old way wasn't working so on us to do
What we do, to survive.

And still I see no changes a brother get a little peace
It's war on the streets and the war in the Middle
of war on poverty they got a war on drugs
So the can bother me
And I ain't did a crime I ain't have to do
But now I'm back with the givin' it back to you
let 'em jack you up, back you up,
Crack you up and smack you up
You gotta learn to ya own
get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone
But tell the cops can't touch this
I don't trust when they try to rush I bust this
That's the of my tool you say it ain't cool
My didn't raise no fool
And as long as I stay black I gotta stay
And I get to lay back
'Cause I always got to worry the pay backs
Some buck I roughed up way back
Comin' back all these years
that's the way it is uhh

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Some things will change